So - it's official. No lie...we are SO not friends.
I've been kind of procrastinating over weighing in. In fact, haven't stepped on a scale since 4/16. I figured if I was feeling good, keeping active, not having tight clothes and all, that I'd be ok. As long as I saw fat starting to turn into muscle, all was right in my little world. But then that curiosity cat came a struttin my way and I started thinking that I better weigh in to see how the shred was affecting me - scale-wise.
Dang that curious cat anyhow!
I've been backing off the jogging to make way for my shredding and to ease those poor achin joints of mine so I've pretty much limited a jog to once a week. I've started swimming laps (beat my old record of 30 laps and swam 34 LAPS this past saturday in about half an hour's time - PHEEWWW!), so it seemed I was doing right by myself. I've been really watching what I eat M-F and started really buckling down over weekends too, splurging here and there but NEVER in excess. I started doing photo food blogs. I've been staying focused, motivated, offered advice by the bucketfull to all my SP buddies and did everything I felt I needed to in order to keep feeling good - keeping that positivity alive and all.
BUT - and I don't meant BUTT...well, mabye I do actually...I stepped on the hospital scale this am at work and it read a 5 LB GAIN!!!!!!!!!! Dagnabbit...totally a downer. I did take measurements over the wknd but forgot to bring em in with me today. I lost inches in several areas but that whole scale thing just TICKED me off...shoot.....(you know that's not the word I really feel like saying right now).
So...what to do from here? I might need to step it up even more and add another run during the week. Just don't wanna get hurt again. I guess it's a bit early to see swimming make a drastic change - I know this only happens with persistance and time. I know that mixing up my routine is "SUPPOSED" to help the body keep guessing and not bore of the old excercise ritual. How much more with 3 kids a hubby and 40hrs/wk at work can I switch it up though???
So, poo-poo to the scale
. Who needs em anyway? lol (trying to keep up-beat). I could totally picture myself in my imagination with a sledge hammer beating the crap out of the scale - now THERE'S some therapy lol. /But inflicting pain on the blasted device won't get me anywhere in the long run.
Any advice? I don't even drink juice - only drink milk a couple times a week (2% or lower only - get my calcium from low fat yogurt) and NEVER drink soda.
So...SparkieJeanie1 is feeling a bit defeated. Gotta make a come-back and blow that scale to smitherines with a nice low number at my next weigh in. Still sucks though.
I will survive - Oh Gloria Gaynor take it away girl!